Shiesty SZN lyrics

[Verse 1: 47Shawnn]
Woke up feeling shiesty
Imma tie em up like Nikes
Yo b*tch draining all my energy
She couldn't match my psyche
Man I woke up slim as shady
Caught him slippin’ with his wifey
Throw his lady in the trunk
They Call me Gucci
I'm so icy
I'm a hot n*gga
Free my n*gga Zay
Up out his cell
And I hope all is well
I’m just a Mac 11
You're a Dell
I'll Send ya ass hell
The devil in ya soul
I'm fresh as f*ck
And if you coming to my crib
It ain't no chillin' we gon' f*ck
My n*gga stop it
I got one inside the chamber
Imma c*ck it
Imma kick all through ya door
It ain't no need for me to knock it
Imma knock em down like Jenga
Wanted Pam
Don’t f*ck with Gina
Better eat the f*cking cake
My word is bond to Ike and Tina
I might take her shopping
Buy my babygirl a new bag
These n*ggas outta options
Man I thought these n*ggas knew that
b*tch I don’t drive with cautions
Got no losses
I don't give a f*ck
Yo b*tch is coming to the crib
To suck me up
Until I nut
Damn I’m really spittin'
To this beat it get to Hittin'
Everybody is a hater
You get killed out here for living
I just wanna see the day
That I can make my mama proud
I'm smoking all this damn gas
It got me sittin’ on another cloud
I'm sh*ttin' on these n*ggas
Guess I got alot of sh*t to say
You listen when I'm speaking n*gga
I just wanna educate
And decimate
The haters in my way
I keep on flowing
And this sh*t will never end
I guess that was a teaching moment
b*tch I'm Back at it
Like a crack addict in this b*tch
b*tch I'm back at it
Like ya chiropractor in this b*tch
Kaio Ken times ten
Super Saiyan in this b*tch
I feel like Doc J, MJ
Dunking on a b*tch
Hold on
b*tch
Suck, My, di*k
Look, You ain't bout the sh*ts
And you a walking lick
Oh man I shot him in his knee
I made him do the Kaepernick
And me and you are not the same
I think we're total opposites
Now, Imma take him off his game
I hit CNTRL and ALT, Delete
These n*ggas love to talk on Twitter
Talkin' gangsta in them tweets
Now why not do it in these streets?
These n*ggas sweet(suite) like Cody
I will grab him by his face
And slam him down just like I'm Broly
Get yo head up out the dirt
And brush the sand up out ya hair
I guess a b*tch will be a b*tch
And yes a chair is still a chair
Now what the f*ck I said, b*tch I ain't finished
Till the blood is shed
A n*gga talking down on me
I'll pistol whip his ass to bed
Aye
Now go to sleep b*tch
I never gave a f*ck bout life
No f*cks to give when you with me b*tch
I woke up feeling shiesty
I don't never check the prices
I was still out making serves
That's way before I had a license
I'm a n*gga from the bottom
Yet, I'm humble at the least
The eight oh three done made a n*gga
I was posted at the East
I'm just a Norfside n*gga
From the bottom of the map
Man take a picture
Like a streak
I ain't even talking snap
Man, Imma take him off his game
I spin his block just like a fidget
He can stand on all his money
But to me he still a midget
I'm on demon time
I guess it's time to pay this b*tch a visit
Have you dead and gone
This AR turn a n*gga to a spirit
I'm a rappers favorite rapper
Imma trappers favorite trapper
I don't care if you don't shave
I'm eating candy with the wrapper
Is you catching that?
I run it back
Just like a quarterback
Now imma intercept the play
I guess I gotta cornerback
Okay I'm back b*tch
I cut a samurai
Just like I'm Jack b*tch
I'm average
I smoked a n*gga boots
Just like a maverick
I don't like to rap the same
That's why I like to switch the flow
And no I'm never shooting ones
We could've did all that before
You pus*y ass n*gga
Talkin' down I'm bringing pain
And you'll get ya stussy stripped
I had him wheezing like I'm Wayne
Lil b*tch I'm Forty Seven Shawnn
You must don't know that I'm insane
I take ya b*tch up to my crib
She pop that pus*y like champagne
I never gave a f*ck
I like to witness murders in my brain
Put a witness in protection
And he'll never move the same